Sense Sonnet - Acher

Die Hard

I am a young male honeybee,
A drone, only a few weeks old.
Inborn instinct has taken me
To the sky where the Queen will hold
A "nuptial flight" and she will mate
With just a few of thousands who
Have flown to seek the sought for fate,
Being one of the chosen few.
I luckily fly near the Queen.
Her royal approval nod she gives,
And there is mating 'twixt and 'tween,
And on my genetic stuff lives.

I mated with the Queen and I
Fulfilled my destiny and die.